The Mystery Killer
It was a dark and stormy night. (it always is in dark, dipressing mysteries) GMO and Yaamaahaa were dating once again. "Oh GMO," Yaamaahaa said, "How did you afford this great Mexican resteraunt?" "Well," GMO was saying, "I knew someone who once..." suddenly he was interupted. "MU HA HA HA HA HA HA!!" A evil voice said. GMO stood up, someone evil was in the room. "Who are you you twisted fiend?" GMO said. Suddenly, a throwing knife came out of no where and hit yaamaahaa in the chest. "NO!!!" GMO shouted. "NNNNNNNNNNOOOO!!!!!!! HOW COULD YOU HURT MY PRECIOUS HONEYCAKES?!!" The evil voice laughed again. "You had it coming GMO! Besides, yaamaahaa is getting old and the author is using this as an excuse to find someone new for you to date." "NO!!!" GMO shouted. "I'll hunt you down to the end of the earth!! I will find you!" GMO shouted. "MU HA HA HA HA HA!!!" The evil voice shouted. But before GMO could respond again, he had already left...
GMO sobbed for yaamaahaa one last time as he looked down at her grave. He was the only one who had showed for for the funeral. (No one else really cared) "I'll avenge you my dear," he said before he turned to walk away, "I'll avenge you."
To be continued.. just whenever I feel like it